"This is a copy of part of a manuscript I purchased at the same auction the desk was sold at. I believe it was authored by Christopher Marlowe. Are yo... familiar with him?" Of course I am," snorted Dan, as if Marlowe was a household name across the world."It was quite possibly written in 1593, only days before he was arrested, or possibly just prior to his murder. It is also possible he wrote it on your desk." What work are we talking about?" asked Dan, all his interest on Bob."One I've never. I started prepping myself and it was the first time he gave me a blowjob and I was on cloud nine to lubricate my cock. I mouth fucked him for a while and he guided my cock to his asshole. I slowly started pushing but my dick couldn’t advance.He understood and relaxed and impounded him with pressure and in the fraction of a second, my cock is inside his ache was moaning in pain. I stood in that position for five minutes to relax him.As soon as he felt bit koi started pounding him a bit faster.. Lunch time came around with other class members leaving and having a laugh at the fact i was in for a detention or something similar, with the classroom now empty she came to my desk looking down on me and muttered, "what will it take to get you focused", i just shrugged as she leant forward with her hands on my desk, but could,nt take my eyes of those huge breasts just inches away from my face, i know she was aware i was staring, and i caught a fleeting grin on her face as she saw i was. I got up, went to the kitchen and washed my hands and got a beer and went out to the porch. I finished the beer and since she was passed out on the couch I headed for my room. The next morning I got up, went to the kitchen and “Jean” had already woke up, showered and had coffee brewing. She looked like she had a hangover from Hell. I asked her if she was alright and she gave me a look that said “NO!!!!!” We drank our coffee and then “Jean” headed back to her room to sleep more of her night of.